Open Journal #39

i am smoking a cigarette outside my hotel, it is 6.21am and a man stops and asks me where the station is, in french. I don't speak french but i know enough words to work out what he wants and point him in the right direction. I hope it was the station he wanted. I … Continue reading Open Journal #39 →

Open Journal #13

Disassociation is something I was aware of before I rocked up here. I knew the term, I knew what survivors meant when they referenced it, and I knew that I did it. Had it. Suffered from it. Caught it. What is the right term? Live with it. I live with disassociation and it with me. … Continue reading Open Journal #13 →

Open Journal #9

Violent childhood. Sexual abuse. Damaged adult getting by. Disclosure, police, courts. Two decades of coping. And now — the realisation I never really faced any of it. This all feels like the right thing to do, and I am starting to understand some of it. I had never spoken about, addressed, admitted, described all the … Continue reading Open Journal #9 →